Thursday, January 29, 2009

Have you ever heard of David Small? Round here we love his work as an illustrator and writer of children's books. He wrote this book, Imogene's Antlers, which Lola and I adore and just read tonight in bed :) The story is so quirky and the illustrations so delightful, full of life. Plus, I adore the name Imogene, which is going on My List!!

the effeminate way my brother sticks his pinkie out when downing a Schlitz

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And Finally, Can I stay HERE? Let's tick the tocks:reading in bedreading in bed with room servicereading in bed with thousand count sheets and room servicereading in bed with an endless library at fingertips, amazing sheets, and rooms service......

1. Imogene is an awesome name.2. I'm checking out that book.3. That McSweeney's list was great.4. I'd love to stay there, but I don't know about the 1000 thread count sheets. I find the higher the thread count the colder the sheets get. I'll take flannel or a jersey knit. Nice and soft when you're nekkid.

"Imogene's Antler's" is one of my favorite children's books. I've used it in story time with school age kids, and I used to read it to my son. It's funny, the end is unexpected, and the illustrations are wonderful. I never paid much attention to who the author/illustrator was, but the name rang a bell so I looked him up. He won the Caldecott Award for "So You Want to Be President?"

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